The Misbegotten
Unlikely Messages - Summer 2018

“So, what’s the plan for today?” asked Katie as she scrubbed my back with a hand and a soapy sponge. She steadied herself with the other, resting it on my left hip. This gave her a degree of leverage, so she could apply a firm scrub.

I let the water from the shower head cascade upon my face. I reveled in the feeling of being clean, mulling over what she had said. I leaned back out of the water. I could feel her long, seductive nipples brush against the middle of my back, but only for a second. She mashed her perky breasts against me. The rest of her petite, lean body plastered itself against the length of me. Her flat tummy pushed into the globes of my ass, the soap making our skin slippery.

She seemed to enjoy this, because she shimmied back and forth, her body against mine. Her arms came about my waist and she hugged me tight once again. Her free hand reached around to grab my manhood – cock and balls together. She gave it a gentle squench. As always, the little guy wished to become big. He began to stir, but the antics of the night before still required a toll.

At once, my lower abdomen clenched in protest. I spun in Katie’s grasp, the silkiness provided by the soap made this a simple act. I reached down with both hands and began to explore the round firmness of her buttocks. This wasn’t the smartest thing to do, because my dick began to respond to that as well. Another twist of pain flared through me - from sphincter to ball sack to the base of my lower intestine.

God damn, I must’ve pumped a week’s worth of cum into the girl!

She stared up at me with a dreamy look in her eyes. It was a look I had seen when she was completely stoned out of her mind. Yet, this was different, an infinite amount of fun to watch. She was sober. She was coherent. She knew precisely what was going on around her. This was the look of a girl in love. This was my girl – well, one of them – who loved me.

I felt higher than the sky at that moment. Though I would feel similar emotions for other women in my life to follow, this one was unique. It was intense, most likely due to the fact it was rooted in taboo. It was exciting. Plus, most of these feelings I experienced before the blood began to coat the ground, before the running, the screaming and the ever-flowing tears. This was a not a time of true innocence, but it sure felt like it. It was devoid of taint of any sort. Being cousins didn’t factor. It didn’t even enter my mind. That is the only way I can describe it to you. Unscathed, it was like a new born baby – untouched by the world.

“Well, my big, beautiful cousin, what are we going to do today?” she purred in my arms. Her hands dropped down like mine to find my ass. Her fingers clenching and unclenching until, without warning, one of them dipped into the crack of my ass. The pad of her digit poised right over my asshole.

I moaned with pleasure.

She stroked my puckered hole in a slow circular fashion, which made me putty in her arms.

I hadn’t known, at the time, but ass play was one of my many fetishes. And, I was just discovering this at the time.

“Love, please stop. I’m going to erupt with the worlds’ most painful hard on,” I pleaded.

She giggled against me and pulled forth her finger. “For another time then,” she promised.

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She continued to stare up at me, expectant, her eyes fathomless. I could’ve drowned within them, they were so large.

What was she had asked…?

Oh yeah, about today.

“So, about today,” I began, trying to steer the conversation away from anything sexual.

Katie nodded, but stayed silent. She peered up at me with big green-blue eyes, or was it the other way around? They sometimes change color with rapid frequency, especially when she was emotional. When she’s orgasmic, they can change right before one’s eyes. It’s pretty amazing.

“I think we owe Ramona a detailed rendition of what happened last night.” I smiled at her.

She giggled and squeezed me about the waist. She wrapped a leg around me, grinding her public bone into my thigh. I swear to god, I had felt her clit right then, but I forced those thoughts away. I didn’t want to fall down writhing in pain.

“We should also touch base with Jacob to see what hair-brained schemes he has concocted. Who knows maybe he's come up with a good idea about Lisa's disappearance. And, of course, we should ask my mother and father whether you can stay here on a permanent basis.”

She smiled at my discomfort. The wicked Katie of old was back in full force.

“Well, whadaya think?”

She nodded in agreement, but didn’t move per se. She actually had the audacity to grind herself on my leg. She was seeing if she could illicit a response from my aching nut sack on purpose.

Little brat!

“I think that sounds like a plan,” she gurgled through laughter she suppressed.

I glanced down at her without moving my head, irises just peaking over my bottom eyelids. “You just wait until I recover, Kat.” Auspicious indeed!

“Oooooh, and just what are you gonna do to me, cousin?” Her orbs never left mine. She couldn’t wait to find out and then get right to it. She wanted me again!

“Everything,” I replied trying to sound ominous, but it fell flat against a girl as eager as Katie. I could tell she had gotten past whatever it was that had happened in my bedroom. She was looking forward to another round of love making.

Katie didn’t reply. She growled deep her throat and her eyes sort of glossed over.

I knew if my balls hadn’t been as depleted as they were, I would’ve taken her right there in the shower. Standing up, bent over, laying down, it wouldn’t have mattered. I would’ve fucked her.

Instead, my thoughts were scattered because of an irksome twist somewhere between my anus and the base of my scrotum. Once again, I banished such predatory ideas and smiled with regret at her. Our hands were still idly stroking and squeezing the other’s butt. The water cascaded along the back of my head, splattering her now and again.

“We should finish up,” I said, just above the constant noise of the shower. Yet, I made no move to do so as I lowered my head.

Katie responded at once, arching her feet, standing upon the pads. She met me halfway. Our lips touched, our mouths parting, our tongues danced. Our hands roamed each other, for so long, I lost track of time.

I think I forgot the world had ever existed, standing there kissing my beloved Katie, in the shower, in the summer of 2018.

*****

The morning was over by the time we emerged from the bathroom, finally ready for the day – wash-up, teeth brushed, clothes on, etc. This of course took us an inordinate amount of time, because neither of us wanted to put our clothes back on. We couldn’t get enough of the other’s body. We had to see them. We had to touch them, taste them, and smell them. If I hadn’t pushed back from the wondrous scent of Katie’s newly washed hair, fearful of exuding that smell, I think we would’ve stayed nude the rest of the day. We would have drifted to my bed and continued to make out. That would’ve led to just about every sort of sexual experience I could think of. I don’t think anything would have been off the table that morning. We were just too intoxicated with one another. We were addicts.

After three and a half centuries, not much has changed. I just have more of them to love.

Anyhow, we did in fact come from the bathroom, prim and proper. I, in a pair of cargo shorts and a matching tan colored t-shirt. It had a “Chicano Power¹” placard silkscreened across the front and a copy of the Aztec calendar on the back. Katie wore a pair of denim shorts so short they ended right at the cusp of her butt cheeks. She had a loose fitting see-through shirt, light, light blue with buttons up the front. She fastened only three of them though. Underneath she wore a tight, spaghetti-stringed tank top a few shades lighter than the outer garment. Neither of us bothered with shoes or socks for now. We had no intention of leaving the house anytime soon.

I made my way to the nightstand where I plugged in my cell, glancing at the time, which shouldn’t have surprised me. Alas, it did.

9:49 am!!! Shit, Katie and I had been kissing and fondling each other for almost two hours! No, more than that!

I must’ve said something or squawked in surprise, because Katie, from the other side of the Loft, asked what the matter was.

I shook my head and shoulders in the ubiquitous “no big deal” fashion, but aloud my voice was quite different. “We were in the bathroom for more than two hours!”

Katie laughed and turned away to rearrange some of her stuff. I couldn’t see what, since she was blocking my view. She was rifling through the small chest of drawers my parents had placed near her bed. She was to use it for the duration of her stay with us.

I glanced at my cell again. I saw the “missed call” and “voicemail” icons in the notification band at the top of the device. It looked as though there were multiple ones to boot. I spun about and sat on the bed, my back to Katie. I slide my finger across the phone, saying soft, “Dial voicemail”. This activated the device, executing my command. I put it to my ear. Shocked, I heard I had seven messages. God damn! I pushed the button on the touchscreen and waded through the menu.

I heard Ramona’s voice: “Hey babes, it’s me. I know you’re probably at school by now, but I had to wait until my stupid ass mom left for work before I could call you. She wasn’t even letting me use my phone, the fucken bitch! Anyhow, enough about her, I’m at home, text me when you are out of class, so we can meet up somewhere. Luv u, bye!”

The next was not a message per se. It was more of a hang-up. It was from Ramona as well. I figured she was dying to find out what happened between me and Katie. She must’ve had dialed again, forgetting I was unavailable.

The next was Jacob. “Hey, ass munch, I didn’t go to school today. I decided to spend some time with some of the guys ‘from around the way’. Wanna get a head start on what you asked me to do yesterday. Ok? Cool! Oh, and tell Katie I’m ready and waiting. Hahahahaha! Later, deeeeck!”

What an idiot, I thought as I erased the message and moved to the next. My reaction was immediate, because I didn’t know the number, but I definitely knew the person. And that was shocking.

It was Tirza!

What the hell? I had just thought, when:

“Uh, hey, Estefan, I am sorry for calling, but I had to wait until I got to school, so I could use the payphones here. Uh… well, jeez, I don’t know what to say other than you were the only person I could think to call. No one would expect me to call you, so I… uh, ‘em calling. Do you think we could meet somewhere, alone, in private? I just need to talk to you? And it’s not about us, or you and Ramona, this is about something else. I promise no underhanded stuff. I’m not out trying to get you back or anything. I just need to get some advice. Ok? Please call me or text me when you get this message. I was hoping to catch you here, but I haven’t seen you yet, so I guess you’re elsewhere. Anyway, call me, ok?”

My brow must have furled beyond belief or the expression on my face must have betrayed complete bewilderment. Someone put a hand on my shoulder and said with concern, “Are you ok?”

I turned, startled and wide-eyed.

It was Katie.

I hadn’t even felt her sit down next to me.

“Effy, you look like you just heard from a ghost,” she commented further. Her hand gave me an involuntary squeeze.

“I think I did just hear from a ghost,” I mumbled, barely audible, almost incoherent.

Then, the next message began, which startled me out of my thoughts. I just about dropped the god damned phone on the ground.

“Effy, I hope you are feeling better,” began the voice of my mother. “Hey listen, I forgot to mention that Johan and Flavia will be walking home from school by 12:33 this afternoon. They will drop by and pick up Martín from his school on the way. He doesn’t get out until 1:30, so they should make it in time. From there they will all be walking to the house, and should be there by 2 pm, 2:30 at the latest. Ok? Good? Ok, then. I hope you are feeling better, mijo. I love you. Bye.”

I didn’t hear the entire message. But, I committed some of what she said to memory – “walking home”, “they all", and “will be there at 2pm”.

“Is everything alright?” implored Katie at my side.

I half-smiled and waved a positive wave, indicating there will still more messages.

She nodded in acquiescence and let her hand fall from me.

“Eff, it’s Tirza again. Please call, ok? I promise no funny stuff, nothing mushy. I promise! Bye.”

Jesus H. Christ what in the Nine Hells was going on!

And the last was from Tirza as well…

“…It’s Tirza again, going to be tardy, but I don’t care. Just call...”

…There was nothing for the last forty minutes or so. Tirza had called all three times from school, using different payphones each time. I knew this, because the originating numbers were different.

I killed the uplink and looked over at Katie. “Wow,” was all I could manage.

She frowned, looking pretty, and tilted her head to the right. “What is it, Effy? What happened?”

“It was Tirza.” I said it somewhat slower than normal. I was still trying to absorb the impact of her calling me after so much bad blood had been spilt between us.

“Tirza!?!” Her tone alone was enough to establish her surprise, if not some degree of outrage. I mean, Katie didn’t really hold a grudge against Tirza, at least not on a personal level. Yet, she still had no cause to like her either, especially after she had dumped me like a turd in a pond. Her loyalty was to me, being family and all, so there was justification in her disbelief.

“Yeah, she called me three times.” I was still only half-in-the-conversation and half-trying to figure out what on earth Tirza could want with me. And why would she want me “alone, in private”?

“Three times!?! Holy shit, Eff, what the fuck for? Is she trying to get to your dick or something?”

I shook my head back and forth, answering my cousin in the negative. It was more of an involuntary movement. I was too wrapped up in thought. “I have no idea… She just said she wanted to talk, alone and away from others,” I replied, absent-minded.

“Alone? You mean in private?” Katie stood of a sudden, rounding on me with her hands on her hips.

I glanced up, seeing her with the full of my attention for the first time. Ah shit, she gonna be possessive now, I thought, resigned. But what the hell else should I have expected? I was her man, even though she had agreed to share me with Ramona. It didn’t change the fact she would feel a sense of propriety with me when it came to others outside our twisted threesome. This was an automatic response.

“She gave her word she wouldn’t try any funny business. Under normal circumstances, when she says there’s going to be no hanky-panky, she means it,” I offered. Still, I wasn’t sure it would be enough to mollify the girl.

“Yeah right and what if you use your newfound ‘powers’ on her, huh? Even by accident you could make her go crazy for your cock in seconds,” she pointed out without skipping a beat. Her brows she knitted together, closer than they’d been moments ago.

“Oh shit, I hadn’t thought of that!”

“Not every girl has the ability to resist like me, Estefan. Any normal girl could become overwhelmed by your smell in a few heart beats and then what? I’m gonna have to share you with another person? Fuck that shit!” She came closer and edged her way between my knees; her hands upon them. She made me look into her eyes. “I love you so much, Effy. Remember that, ok?”

“Of course, Katie, you have my word on that,” I responded in kind. I placed my hands atop hers. “I will never forget that.”

She smiled. It was genuine, so full with admiration, I almost forgot it was Katie Lorraine before me and not some other girl. The old Katie never would have been this open with anyone, including me.

“So, now what?” she asked now that the subject closed and behind us.

“Well, it was more than just Tirza who called,” I supplied with a deep, overwrought breath. “My mom, Ramona and Jacob called as well.”

“God damn, you got blown up this morning!”

“Yeah, I know, huh?” I added, resigned to the fact I’d be busy replying to them all.

Katie and I had justspent too much time feeling each other up. If I had been capable of fucking, we would’ve still been going at one another and then what? I would’ve had fifteen messages.

“Jacob said he was going to hang out with some of his low-life pals today to see if he could get any info on Lisa’s disappearance.” Then I added with a leer, “Oh and he said he was ready and waiting for you to jump in his arms.”

Katie rolled her eyes. Then surprised me by reaching out to stroke my junk through the thick cotton shorts I was wearing. “I’m taken,” she cooed complete with an over-done lick of her lips.

My penis spasmed at once and, for the first time in quite a while, it didn’t yodel with pain. Not wanting to risk it though, I placed Katie’s adventurous hand within mine and brought it up to my mouth. I kissed the back of it.

She grinned from ear to ear.

I took a deep breath and went on. “Ramona said that her mother was giving her grief all night and this morning too. She said she was at home, waiting for me to get out of school. She doesn’t know I got sick earlier. She doesn’t know I’m here. I need to call her and give her the 411.”

Katie nodded, sage-like.

“And last, my mom said all the kids, except Lucia will be walking home. They should be here by 2 o’clock or so, and that’s it,” I proclaimed. She was still between my legs, so I leaned forward and hugged her around the waist, making her angle into me.

She hugged me back, about the head, which I had turned to the said. My ear was firm against the top of her flat tummy. Her fingers played about my shaved head. “We should invite Ramona over for brunch and tell her all about our foray into wild sex last night…” She trailed off into thought.

I knew she was thinking about the relentless pace of our “time as one”. It had been so good. I looked up at her and watched as her large nipples hardened under her tank top. I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra when the thought of food hit me. All at once, I was aware I was hungry, especially after having thrown up a few hours prior. I was still staring at her luscious nips as I replied, “Yeah, we should. She’s most likely chomping at the bit in anticipation and… well, she’s no doubt nervous up the ass too. Wouldn’t you think?”

Katie glanced down at me and caught me ogling over her erect nipples. She gave my ear a playful tug, so I had to look at her once more. “Call her, Eff. Let’s see if our little, demented plan can survive the fact you’ve fucked someone else other than her.”

I couldn’t tell if she was serious or only half-way, but I decided to play it safe and take the first. I gave her bottom a hug and a squeeze. I kissed her abdomen next before I let her extricate herself from me. I picked up my cell, which I had fallen next to me on the bed. I directed the device to call to my girlfriend, waiting for the tones to chime in my ear. Inward, I hoped she was still as level-headed and mature as she had been the previous day.

She picked up on the second tone. “Effy! It’s a little late for nutrition. What did you do? Sneak out of class to call me?” She sounded excited and nervous at the same time. Her voice was higher pitched than usual. She spoke faster than she normally would as well.

In spite of myself, I smiled. My eyes found Katie who was sitting at the foot of the bed, giving me a bit of space. She looked just as nervous as Ramona sounded. “Naw girl, I ended up not going to school today. I got sick.”

A short pause, then: “For real? I mean what happened? Are you ok? Is Katie helping you out?”

Yeah she was nervous alright.

“I’m ok now, but this morning I was feeling terrible. I would’ve thrown up all over the place if Katie hadn’t been there to help me. She even cleaned up after me when I finished. And that wasn’t an easy thing to do, trust me, I know,” was my succinct answer. I knew this wasn’t the topic of conversation that interested us. I was beating around the bush on purpose.

Another silence followed, a bit longer than the last one.

“Did you guys…?” She couldn’t finish. It was almost as though her throat constricted, preventing her from continuing.

There was no need to mince words. “Yes, we did, during the night. We did it late, after everyone had been asleep for a while.”

“I see.” Her voice was small, but steady.

Well, now comes the moment of truth. Either she’ll get passed this or Katie and I are about to have a HUGE problem on our hands.

“How was it, Eff?” She began, and then cleared her throat, much too loud, too abrupt. “I mean, I know Katie was good. I can tell things like that about girls. What I meant to say was how do you feel?”

“About her?” I had to ask. I wanted specifics so neither of us would get confused.

“About her, about me, about us… about all this, I want to know where you stand,” was her immediate retort.

“I love her, Mona. I love her with all my heart.”

I heard her gasp, quiet, as if she’d covered her mouth at the last second.

“And,” I forged on. I also wanted to make sure the entirety of the situation I explained to her in the proper way. It had to be as clear as a bell. “I love you just as much as I always have. Nothing has changed. Other than my heart feels like it is overflowing today, things between you and I are as strong as ever.”

Stilted and clipped, she spoke as though she was holding her breath: “Are you sure about us?”

“Like I said, nothing has changed; I still want to be with you and… I want to be with Katie as well.” I could hear her breath finally. “I would like for us to attempt what you offered yesterday, a sharing of one another, if you are still up to it.”

For the third time, she didn’t respond at once.

Ah shit, hear it comes!

“I’m not as confident as I was before. Maybe I've discovered these feelings originate from the fact I wasn’t there with you guys... when you... made your union official. Maybe I need to be with you again, you know, to make sure my stake is still valued and recognized. But, if Katie is still game and you are willing, then I am willing to give it a shot.” She sounded normal again.

“Let me ask her, ok?”

“Ok.”

I took the cell from my ear and cupped it in my palm. I gazed over at Katie, who was looking back as if awaiting some sort of IED² to explode at any second. “Ramona says she’s down for our threesome, if you still are.” I felt like a Conquistador stepped foot, for the first time, onto the shores of the New World.

Katie shrugged her shoulders. “I will do whatever it takes to be with you, Estefan, even if I have to share. I don’t care.”

Now it was my turn to grin like a fool. “Katie’s is in and so am I,” I informed my girlfriend unable to stop my Pennywise smile.

“Cool, then I’m going to come over, so you guys can tell me everything that happened. Maybe that will bolster my confidence with this crazy shit we are about to undertake.” The determined Ramona had replaced the unsure one.

“Ok, cool. We were going to ask you to come over and have a late breakfast with us anyhow.” I was more cheerful than I could have ever imagined feeling in the past.

“Perfect, I will see you in like twenty minutes!”

Before I could answer, Ramona cut the connection and was gone. Twenty minutes my ass, that girl was going to be here in like seven! When Ramona wanted something - I mean truly wanted something - she could turn into the most driven person I had ever met.

{ ¹“Chicano Power”: a slogan of The Chicano Movement of the 1960s, also called the Chicano Civil Rights Movement, also known as El Movimiento; an extension of the Mexican American Civil Rights Movement, which began in the 1940s with the stated goal of achieving Mexican American empowerment. }

{ ²“IED”: acronym, “improvised explosive device”; a homemade bomb constructed and deployed in a non-conventionalmilitary action. }

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